Your eagerness is flattering, no need to hide it. [which is something Ankari is trying to tell himself, too. The sentiment is difficult to, well, swallow. He wants Tyler, Tyler wants him. He reminds himself this as he lifts himself to sit up, hands trailing from Tyler's wrists up his arms, leaning in to kiss him again.
Another hot whisper close to his lips, urging him onward]
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Another hot whisper close to his lips, urging him onward]
You lay back this time.